"Brother Yan... I finished it..." Chi Yining felt like a kindergartener who had to report to the teacher after finishing his meal.
Yan Guiyun looked at the empty glass, smiled gently, and got up to fetch the first aid kit.
Chi Yining felt a powerful visual impact no matter how many times he saw Yan Guiyun's physique. It was such a waste for him not to be a model.
His perfect head-to-body proportions, along with the muscles faintly visible beneath his clothes, were simply top-tier reference material for comics.
Before long, Yan Guiyun brought the first aid kit over.
"Back to earth."
Hearing him, Chi Yining hurriedly shook his head in a fluster. "Ah, Brother Yan, don't misunderstand! I was just looking at your great physique... you know I'm not like that..."
Brother Yan only said yesterday that he'd model for me in the future. Had he forgotten already?
Seeing Chi Yining getting anxious, Yan Guiyun stopped teasing him. "Come on, let's put your medicine on."
Chi Yining took off his jacket. Underneath, he wore a loose, plain white long-sleeved shirt, and he could push the sleeve all the way up in one go, exposing his fair, battle-damaged arm.
"Restless in your sleep?" After undoing the bandage, Yan Guiyun discovered that a little blood had seeped from the wound again.
Chi Yining felt guilty at that. He unconsciously adopted all sorts of positions in his sleep, sleeping however he felt comfortable. He had only discovered this in his previous life by watching surveillance footage from his bedroom.
Chi Yining lowered his head, his voice sinking a little as he gave a hoarse, one-word reply. "Yeah."
"But don't worry. It'll just heal a little more slowly. You can't avoid things like this once you're asleep."
Realizing that Yan Guiyun wasn't angry, Chi Yining stopped hanging his head. Instead, he looked up and stared fixedly at Yan Guiyun as he carefully cleaned every inch of his wounds.
Weren't Yan Guiyun's hands meant for building a business empire? Yet here he was, applying medicine to little old Chi Yining.
After all, aside from serving as Yan Guiyun's shield, he didn't seem to be of much use now.
Grandma had said that friendship meant both sides giving, that it couldn't just be one-sided, or Yan Guiyun would get tired too. But thinking it over carefully, he didn't seem to have anything he could offer Yan Guiyun.
Even the meals were cooked by Yan Guiyun... he was a bit like a freeloader living like a lord.
"What's our Xiao Yi thinking about?" Even with his head lowered, Yan Guiyun could feel an intense gaze on the top of his head.
"I was thinking, you're the one doing all the giving, and I don't seem to have anything to offer you. Wouldn't a friendship like that get tiring?" Chi Yining no longer had the reservations he used to have and asked frankly instead. After all, bottling things up would leave him unable to sleep, and he didn't want that.
Yan Guiyun hadn't expected Chi Yining to have already thought this far ahead.
For his part, Chi Yining couldn't tell what exactly Yan Guiyun thought just then, and he wanted to know.
Then Yan Guiyun said, "Why think so much? Although friendship means both sides giving, you don't have to constantly think about matching what the other person gives. A friendship where you keep comparing who gives more will only get more tiring as it goes on. Understand?"
Chi Yining nodded, only half understanding. "Then, Brother Yan, if you ever need me, you can ask me to help too."
Yan Guiyun's hands never stopped as he carefully cleaned the wounds. "Mm," he replied.
"All right, all right. Is there anywhere you'd like to go for fun this afternoon?" Yan Guiyun hadn't forgotten about going out on a date that afternoon. He felt a little glad that he had made plans with Chi Yining in advance.